The "show up naked at your cross canon love interest's hole in the ground" meme [NSFW]

[wuzzafuzzle]

The
"Show up naked at your cross canon love interest's hole in the ground"
Meme!

> a notice
take: hal will have to consider this suggestion very carefully
jen: yes good :> do tell eric when you've come to a decision
jen: he eagerly awaits your reply
take: well the notice says to respond in person so
take: hal will just show up at your tree/hole in the ground/bar seat/general vicinity butt nakey
jen: ffjdslkjfa yes good this is prefered, hal. good man.
take: "is this what you meant?"
jen: now i want to thread that, take :|
take: ... is there a "show up naked at your cross canon love interest's hole in the ground" meme
jen: if there is not I WILL MAKE ONE X(

✯ How much do I doubt that anyone but me and Take will use this? Spoilers: A lot
✯ In the case you want shameless cross canon nudity, though:
✯ Pretend you got this notice from your cross canon lover, or maybe not lover, maybe someone sent it as a prank, idk.
✯ Thread.

Comments

[reiks]

[ It's not fair, he thinks, only for a moment. How Eric manages to keep such a level control over the situation, and in contrast, Hal nearly falls apart at the first push. And Eric manages to hold him up against the wall all the while, carefully so that Hal doesn't feel even the slightest like he could fall. That doesn't mean he won't cling to the huntsman's shoulders like his life depends on it, and it especially doesn't mean he won't make terribly embarrassing noises as their rhythm builds and his body adjusts.

He supposes a few pained noises at the start are understandable, as best he tries to keep them in. Hal doesn't want Eric to grow concerned or worse, stop. But he remembers words of advice from before, and he leaves one arm around the huntsman's shoulders, holding on tight as his now free hand slips between their bodies, the prince's breath caught in his throat as familiar fingers wrap around himself, light strokes to ease the edge off and distract himself from discomfort. It helps - and quickly enough, Hal makes feeble attempts to rock his hips together with Eric's, little motions but that combined with his hand around himself and Eric moving so hot and deep inside him, are just enough that discomfort is soon forgotten about. ]

[thorforgottoshower]

[ It's not by any easy means he holds him up, but luckily Hal is fairly light, long limbs and all, and the wall behind him helps immensely. He may have to go down to the floor eventually, but not quite yet. Eric likes holding him much more, having Hal cling to him for balance and support and cradling the man to him and he pushes up into, draws out and mourns the loss of that warm, welcoming hold of him before thrusting firm back up into him, pulling Hal's hips down in the action and listening to the slap of skin, Hal's thighs against Eric's hips. The motion becomes half pulsing up into him and half bouncing Hal on him as he moves faster, harder, his forehead pressing against Hal's throat as he feels him panting, watching his chest swell and his fingers dance over his length, throbbing and leaking under his gorgeous hands. He'd have helped him otherwise if his hands were occupied holding him up, so instead, Eric merely gives a squeeze to the taunt, twitching muscle of his ass under his palms, and his fingers slide close enough to feel at the tight ring of muscle hugged around him, feeling how his hot, slicked cock slides so easily in and out of him. ]

You have- ahh- no idea how incredible it feels... inside you, Hal. [ Gasped hotly against Hal's ear, a rushed whisper interspersed with moans and soft noises of pleasure, breath hitching occasionally when he they come together just right now and then in a way that sends his senses spinning, eyes squeezed tight. He pauses, letting out a low groan, and the last sentence comes in a breathy exhale. ] It's as if you were made for me.

[reiks]

[ Hal himself is finding he very much enjoys being held up this way. While the wall is cold and firm, rather uncomfortable against his back, it's Eric's strong hold and great care for his wellbeing that Hal has all his trust in, and the pleasure shared between them is more than worth what will likely be a bit of an ache in his back afterwards. The prince can't find any particular reason why they should move this to a bed - presumably too occupied elsewhere.

The pace increases, and just holding on with one arm isn't good enough anymore, so rather reluctantly his hand leaves from between them and lifts to join the other around Eric's shoulders to hold on tighter. They're moving faster together, and the gentle rubbing up against the huntsman's abdomen adds the friction that had been missing from his hand. Eric's voice in his ear is the finishing touch, really, warm and passionate and sweet to him. And yet-- the subject matter, prince being a silly as he is, he laughs, breathlessly so. ]

I don't-- suppose I ever shall ... [ not quite that flexible, y'see. ] But perhaps ... 'tis true. For if I've no other purpose, it- ... it is to be yours.